Imagine two types of Christians: One accepts what Christ has said about sexual morality, but stumbles constantly and finds himself always having to return to God in prayerful repentance, asking for the strength and grace to follow His law more closely. The other has decided that Christ didn’t mean what He said, or that He didn’t really say it, or that, you know, whatever, it’s fine, and so he carries on looking at pornography, having premarital sex, and all the rest of it, and never repents or even tries to change because he has told himself — and perhaps his church has taught him — that obedience to Christ is a fundamentally unnecessary aspect of the Christian life. Even if these two types of Christians behave very similarly, only one is actually Christian. The one who completely rejects the notion that Christ has any authority over his life is not even in the ballpark of Christianity. Indeed, he’s less Christian than an atheist. And the churches that preach this sort of Gospel are not preaching the Gospel at all.
The cat has been out of the bag before, and yet, people lose interest and put it back in. People always move on. Sheriff in New Mexico reports a UFO encounter. The crew of the SS Ourang Medan dies mysteriously.